Interesting

Chapter One –

{Spencer's P.O.V.}

It was just an ordinary Friday night… Or, technically, Saturday morning – since it was two am.

My life was still boring as ever… Same old, same old.

In four and a half hours, I'd get up - well, more like go downstairs - and get ready, spend some 'quality time' with my sorry excuse of a father when he finally showed up at the house I lived in with my own other parent, then sneak some lunch up to my room if my mother was still hung over and passed out in her room. If not, I guess I'd go without food for now. After, I'd probably read some D. Gray Man FanFictions, or write some of my own until diner time.

I sighed and rubbed my eyes wearily, glancing up at the night sky. I was sitting on the roof of my house – which I had perfect access to from my balcony, not to mention my four years of gymnastic classes finally paid off – in a pair of black short-shorts, a neon blue tank top, a black leather jacket – it was early fall after all, black boots that rose to just below my knees, two silver bangle bracelets on my left hand and a charm bracelet on my right, and a necklace with a long silver chain – it ended just below my chest – and a large black star on the end. I never took off my charm bracelet or necklace, since they were gifts from my parents when I was young – before my world fell apart.

A star shot across the sky, and I smiled – shooting stars were rare to see.

Closing my eyes, I made a simple wish.

'I wish… I wish that my life would be interesting.'

-:-

Two days went by – it was now Monday and I was back in school – but nothing interesting ever happened. I passed all of my tests with flying colours, teachers bitched to me about not paying attention in classes – surprisingly, I had an A-minus average – and classmates made fun of my hair more.

I had spiky electric blue bangs that fell into my eyes, but the rest of my hair fell just past my shoulder blades, and was raven black. My eyes weren't exactly 'normal' either though – they could be considered gray, but in reality, they were a shining silver colour.

The first bell of the day rang, signalling it was time for classes to start. Students filed into the large school building and into their proper classes.

I just have to say, thank whatever God is out there, that we didn't have to wear uniforms. I am definitely not a girly-girl, in case you couldn't tell already. I absolutely hate dressing up, but I can wear skirts and things if they're my kind of style.

Like right now. I was wearing a black and white plaid skirt – which was more black than white – and a tight white t-shirt underneath my usual black leather jacket. On my feet was my favourite pair of black and white converse. A lot of people …dislike… my sense of style – my family included. Then again though, my mother's always drunk, and my father hasn't lived with me since I was three months old – when he refused to pay health insurance for me.

Bastard.

Anyways, when I stepped into the classes – five minutes late like normal – my teacher, Ms. Alvey, told me the usual:

"Spencer Kaley, go to the office and get a late slip – bring the attendance with you."

I swear she had memorized that little speech since the first week of school.

I sighed and took the attendance; not bothering to take off my backpack, then left the classroom, ignoring the students' snickers.

Walking down the hallway, I saw one of my friends, Jessica. Said fifteen-old girl had long, light brown hair with blonde high-lights – making her look like a blonde instead of a brunette – and blue/green eyes.

Since Jessica was a year younger than me, we –obviously – had different classes.

"Hey Spence!" The brunette called out to me as I neared closer. "What're you up to?"

I rolled my eyes. "The usual Jess – do you even have to ask?"

Jessica laughed before speaking again. "No, not really – it's just fun to annoy you!"

"And on my sixteenth birthday too…" I muttered, shaking my head in mock hurt.

Both of us laughed this time, as we neared the office. "Well, I have to deliver the attendance too today… I'll go in first since you'll be there for a while."

"You're just that desperate to get rid of me, huh?" I teased, gently pushing my friend into the small room formally known as 'the office' or 'Hell' to troublemakers – such as myself.

Not even a minute later, Jessica came back out of 'Hell' unscathed.

'Good luck!' She mouthed to me as she left, and I entered 'Hell' for myself.

-:-

A few minutes later, I came back out of the dreaded room, looking unharmed on the outside. However, my ears were ringing from all the nagging I had endured.

'God, when will that woman shut up?' I thought, rubbing my ear with my left hand since my right held the blue piece of paper – also known as a 'late slip'.

As I walked back down the hall, heading towards my classroom, I felt like someone – or perhaps something – was following me. I turned around, and had to bite my lip to keep from screaming.

There was a monster standing there, metal cannons coming out of its body – and they were all pointed at me.

Something distant tugged at my memory – almost as if I had seen this creature before…

"Who – no, what the hell are you?" I demanded. Outside, I was calm, but inside… I was panicking. Who wouldn't be though?

"I am an Akuma – and I'm going to kill you so I can level up to Level Three!"

If this was an anime, I would have sweat dropped. Evil people – or creatures – really should learn not to give away their plans like that…

Wait a minute… Anime… Akuma… Demon… Exorcists… D. Gray Man…

When my thoughts finally processed themselves, I couldn't help but shout, "Holy shit! What is wrong with the world?"